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sunday night (monday morning, now!)
choir continues to please me. my sight-reading is coming along incredibly -- i had no idea how well i didn't read, before, because i always read pretty well, but i'm getting better every week. also, have more or less (along with one of the altos) taken on the role of Utility Tenor. sang alto in my own college choir at christmas, and as we all know am actually mad high soprano. am therefore omg teh versatile. utterly useless in bass clef, however. one girl can't do it all.
went to the gym on the way home. i haven't lost any weight since the ten pounds i lost when i first got here, despite the fact that i've lost a little bit of size (nothing to get excited about, though), and between that and the whole shower debacle, i'm finally motivated to make the gym part of my weekly routine. twenty minutes on the bike, and i'm going to have to figure out how to change the resistance or something on that thing -- i barely broke a sweat. a little lifting, some sit-ups, hardly feeling a thing -- i suppose it's a good thing, that what i used to think of as my normal gym-circuit is now waaay too light for me, in that it means i'm in waaay better shape than i used to be. but still. this means i have to think. also did a thousand meters on the erg in 4:56, which is ten seconds faster than the last record i can find of how fast i did 1K (but five seconds slower than the only other actual time i can find back in the annals of my livejournal), and barely. felt. a. thing.
sigh.
had a nice hot shower after, because the shower in my flat? still not fixed. apparently, the 2-3 day figure we were quoted didn't anticipate the falling-down of a couple of tiles when they took down the old shower walls. that was tuesday morning, and they had to make sure the bathroom walls were well dry before putting up new tile, so they brought in a dehumidifier to run for three solid days, and replaced the tiles friday morning. which then had to set, so that was friday gone. and you know they couldn't come in and put the damned shower up over the weekend. (@#$&^%@) so it'll be tomorrow morning, if we're lucky, that they put up the new shower wall and door -- and the sign that's been waiting since last tuesday, which will say "please don't use this shower until tomorrow morning."
a full week. flatmate A is thinking seriously of demanding a partial rent rebate (although we do have a bathtub, so legally the place is still habitable, so we don't like the odds).
went to the gym on the way home. i haven't lost any weight since the ten pounds i lost when i first got here, despite the fact that i've lost a little bit of size (nothing to get excited about, though), and between that and the whole shower debacle, i'm finally motivated to make the gym part of my weekly routine. twenty minutes on the bike, and i'm going to have to figure out how to change the resistance or something on that thing -- i barely broke a sweat. a little lifting, some sit-ups, hardly feeling a thing -- i suppose it's a good thing, that what i used to think of as my normal gym-circuit is now waaay too light for me, in that it means i'm in waaay better shape than i used to be. but still. this means i have to think. also did a thousand meters on the erg in 4:56, which is ten seconds faster than the last record i can find of how fast i did 1K (but five seconds slower than the only other actual time i can find back in the annals of my livejournal), and barely. felt. a. thing.
sigh.
had a nice hot shower after, because the shower in my flat? still not fixed. apparently, the 2-3 day figure we were quoted didn't anticipate the falling-down of a couple of tiles when they took down the old shower walls. that was tuesday morning, and they had to make sure the bathroom walls were well dry before putting up new tile, so they brought in a dehumidifier to run for three solid days, and replaced the tiles friday morning. which then had to set, so that was friday gone. and you know they couldn't come in and put the damned shower up over the weekend. (@#$&^%@) so it'll be tomorrow morning, if we're lucky, that they put up the new shower wall and door -- and the sign that's been waiting since last tuesday, which will say "please don't use this shower until tomorrow morning."
a full week. flatmate A is thinking seriously of demanding a partial rent rebate (although we do have a bathtub, so legally the place is still habitable, so we don't like the odds).